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Just a perfect day
Drink sangria in the park And then later, when it gets dark We go home Just a perfect day Feed animals in the zoo Then later a movie, too And then home Oh, it's such a perfect day I'm glad I spent it with you Oh, such a perfect day You just keep me hanging on You just keep me hanging on Just a perfect day Problems all left alone Weekenders on our own It's such fun Just a perfect day You made me forget myself I thought I was someone else Someone good Oh, it's such a perfect day I'm glad I spent it with you Oh, such a perfect day You just keep me hanging on You just keep me hanging on You're going to reap just what you sow You're going to reap just what you sow You're going to reap just what you sow You're going to reap just what you sow |
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from Lou Reed - Rock And Roll Diary (1980)
Don't you feel so lonely when it's in the afternoon
and you gotta face it all through the night Don't it make you believe that something's gonna have to happen soon oh baby, all through the night All through the night oh baby, all through the night All through the night all through the night Have you ever played with an all night band and gone trough it, baby all through the night When the daytime descends in a night time of hell everybody's gone to look for a bell to ring all through the night And they do it, all through the night babe, all through the night When the words were donw and the poetry comes and the novel's written and the book is done you said, oh Lord, lover, baby, give it to me all through the night And she says it - 연 주 중- My best friend Sally, she got sick and I'm feeling mighty ill myself it happens all the time and all through the night I went to Saint Vincent's and I'm watching the ceiling round on the ground fall down on her body as she's lying said, oh babe, gotta celebrate all through the night Feel so sad I cried all through the night I said, oh Jesus, all through the night If the sinners sin and the good man's gone and a woman can't come and help him home and what you're gonna do about it when they go on all through the night and they sing, oh baby, oh baby, oh baby all through the night and he says, give it to me all through the night It ain't so much when a man's gotta cry give a little loving and some peace of mind I said, hey babe, give it to me all through the night And some people wait for things that never come and some people dream of things they've never been done they do it, oh baby, all through the night The city's funny and the country's quiet but I'd wanna know why they don't have a riot why don't they do it, baby, all through the night Ooohhh mama, ooohhh mama, tell me 'bout it all through the night I want to have it all through the night If Christmas comes only once a year why can't anybody shed just one tear for things that don't happen all through the night Ooohhh mama, all through the night oh baby, do it to me all through the night Easy, easy, baby, why don't you give it to - - me all through the night |
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from Lou Reed - Rock And Roll Diary (1980)
In Berlin, by the wall
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from Lou Reed - Rock And Roll Diary (1980)
I'm waiting for my man
Got 26 dollars in my hand Up to Lexington 125 feelin' sick and dirty Huh, I'm waiting for my man Hey white boy, what you doin' uptown Hey white boy, you chasin' my women around Pardon me sir, it's furthest from my mind I'm just waitin' for a dear-dear friend of mine I'm waiting for my man, come on Here he comes, he's all dressed in black PR shoes and a big straw hat He's never early, he's always late first thing you learn is that you always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man Up to a brownstone, up three flights of stairs Everybody's pinned you and nobody cares He's got the works, gives you sweet taste then you gotta split because you got no time to waste I'm waiting for my man Hey baby, don't you holler, don't you ball and shout I'm feeling good, I'm gonna work it on out I'm feeling good, feeling so fine until tomorrow, but that's just some other time I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man man-man-man-man-man-man-man |
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from Lou Reed - Rock And Roll Diary (1980)
You keep your jealousy and your snide remarks to yourself
you know that I'm not seeing anyone else You just keep your ear down to the ground yell your head off if you hear a sound Here's a whistle, a badge and a phone you can arrest me if I'm not at home And if I don't keep my word I swear I'll keep away Here's some books and a puzzle by Escher here's Shakespeare's Measure For Measure Here's a balloon, a rubber band and a bag why don't you blow them up if you think you've been had Here's a castle, a paper dragon and a moat an earring, a toothbrush and a cloak And if I don't keep my word I swear I'll keep away I swear I'll keep away, from all we've ever done I'll keep away the good times, I'll keep away the fun I swear I'll join the army, or maybe the marines I'll start to wear designer suits and put away my jeans I swear that I'll keep away, from all my old-time friends I'll throw away my records, I'll try to make amends I swear I'll give up gambling, and playing with the rent I'll give up food and drinking, I'll give up a life ill-spent Here's a yardstick you can measure me by here's a coupon, maybe there's something you want to buy Here's a bandied in case you cut your feet here's a rubber mallet you can use on your front teeth Here's a gun no one uses anymore and a bracelet made of some expensive ore And if I don't keep my word you won't see me anymore I swear I'll keep away, from dignity and pride I'll keep away from abstracts, I'll keep it all inside Well, I'll just wrap me up in butter, and melt me on a shelf I'll fry in my own juices, I'll become somebody else Well, I'll just swear to keep away, from everything that's good I'll lie down in the gutter, where I really should I swear I'll light a candle, to every modern foe I swear I'll close the book on this, and not see you anymore 'cause I just got to get away |
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from Lou Reed - Rock And Roll Diary (1980)
She calls on the phone
she says she doesn't want to be alone She says it's making her neurotic but please don't mistake it for being erotic So alone, so all alone She says let's go for a walk we'll have a drink and maybe we will talk And he thinks she has possibilities if she could just put away her rosary So alone, nobody wants to be alone But I just didn't know I swear to you, I just didn't know I would never make you sad if I had known I never would have said those things to you you have to be crazy to say those things to you Let's face it I made a mistake well you know, fools rush in where angels take a break I can't be smart all of the time and anyway I didn't know you were making time over him To tell you the truth, I forget all about him And you know, I don't think it's nice asking one man about another man's vice I don't care if you pick my head as long as we end up in bed Alone, just the two of us alone I just didn't know I swear to God, I just didn't know Can't you understand that it's frightening when you hear women talking about castrating and hating men who wants to know about how you hate men Well, you said now you wanted to dance so now we're going to dance You said that you weren't complete but we're going to put you on your feet You said that you were very vexed you told me to forget about sex You said you liked me for my mind well, I really love your behind Oh, get up and boogie, oh baby, get up and dance Oh, get, get, get, get up and boogie, baby, oh, get up and dance Shake your booty, mama, oh, get up and dance Your points very clear you're not one to cry into your beer Why don't we go to my place believe me, I'm very chaste And I'm so alone, ao all alone Sure all men are beasts hey, look, I'll sit here quietly and I'll stare at my feet I don't blame you for taking umbrage with animals staring at your cleavage So alone, we're so all alone Hey, do you mind if I turn out the light don't take offense, but why don't you spend the night I know your passions run very deep but at this point we both need sleep So alone, and who wants to be alone |
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from Lou Reed - Rock And Roll Diary (1980)
a) Waltzing Matilda Waltzing Matilda whipped out her wallet the sexy boy smiled in dismay She took out four twenties 'cause she liked round figures everybody's a queen for a day Oh, babe, I'm on fire and you know how I admire your - - body why don't we slip away Although I'm sure you're certain, it's a rarity me flirtin' sha-la-la-la, this way Oh, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la hey, baby, come on, let's slip away Luscious and gorgeous, oh what a hunk of muscle call out the national guard She creamed in her jeans as he picked up her means from off of the formica topped bar And cascading slowly, he lifted her wholly and boldly out of this world And despite people's derision proved to be more than diversion sha-la-la-la, later on And then sha-la-la-la-la, he entered her slowly and showed her where he was coming from And then sha-la-la-la-la, he made love to her gently it was like she'd never ever come And then sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la when the sun rose and he made to leave You know, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la neither one regretted a thing b) Street Hassle Hey, that cunt's not breathing I think she's had too much of something or other, hey, man, you know what I mean I don't mean to scare you but you're the one who came here and you're the one who's gotta take her when you leave I'm not being smart or trying to be cold on my part and I'm not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve But you know people get all emotional and sometimes, man, they just don't act rational they think they're just on TV Sha-la-la-la, man why don't you just slip her away You know, I'm glad that we met man it really was nice talking and I really wish that there was a little more time to speak But you know it could be a hassle trying to explain myself to a police officer about how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed And it's not like we could help but there was nothing no one could do and if there was, man, you know I would have been the first But when someone turns that blue well, it's a universal truth and then you just know that bitch will never fuck again By the way, that's really some bad shit that you came to our place with but you ought to be more careful around the little girls It's either the best or it's the worst and since I don't have to choose I guess I won't and I know this ain't no way to treat a guest But why don't you grab your old lady by the feet and just lay her out on the darkened street and by morning, she's just another hit and run You know, some people got no choice and they can't never find a voice to talk with that they can even call their own So the first thing that they see that allows them the right to be why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck |
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from Lou Reed - Rock And Roll Diary (1980)
Standing on the corner suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest and me, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band, huh Ridin' in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim you know those were different times Oh, all the poets they studied rules of verse and those ladies they rolled their eyes Sweet Jane, oh Sweet Jane, oh-oh Sweet Jane I'll tell you something that Jack, he is a banker and Jane, she is a clerk And both of them save their monies ha, and when, when they come home from work Ooohhh-wah, sittin' down by the fire, oh-wah the radio does play the classical music there, Jim "The March Of The Wooden Soldiers", all you protest kids you can hear Jack say, get ready, ah Sweet Jane, ah, come on baby Sweet Jane, oh, oh, oh-ah Sweet Jane Some people they like to go out dancing and other people they have to work, just watch me now And there's even some evil mothers, haha well they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt You know that women never really faint and that villains always blink their eyes, ooohhh And that, you know children are the only ones who blush and that life is just to die But anyone who ever had a heart oh, they wouldn't turn around and break it And anyone who ever played a part oh, they wouldn't turn around and hate it Sweet Jane, oh, wow-woh Sweet Jane Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane ... |
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from Lou Reed - Rock And Roll Diary (1980)
Hey now, bitch, now, baby you better make your face get out of here, quick Maybe your, was getting, ah, too rich It ain't like we ain't never seen this thing before And if it turns you then around then you better hit the door But I know, oh, it's just a temporary thing Oh yeah, it's just a temporary thing You've read too many books, you've seen too many plays And it's things like this, that turn you away Hey, now, now, look, huh, look, hey look, hey look you better think about it twice I know that your good breeding makes it seem not so nice It's just a temporary thing Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, it's just a temporary thing Where's the number, where's the dime and where's the phone I feel like a stranger, I guess you wanna go back home Your mother, your father, your brother I guess they wouldn't agree with me But I don't give two shits, they're no better than me Ah-ha, it's just a temporary thing Oh yeah, been there before just a temporary thing It's just a temporary thing Ah bitch, get off my kids, temporary thing Get out, it's just a temporary thing Yeah now, home (it's just a temporary thing) Temporary thing, huh, ah-ha (it's just a temporary thing) .... (it's just a temporary thing) .... (it's just a temporary thing) (it's just a temporary thing) (it's just a temporary thing) |
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from Lou Reed - Rock And Roll Diary (1980)
Holly came from Miami F.L.A.
hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A. Plucked her eyebrows on the way shaved her leg and then he was a she She says, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side Candy came from out on the island in the backroom she was everybody's darling But she never lost her head even when she was given head She says, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side and the coloured girls go Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo Little Joe never once gave it away everybody had to pay and pay A hustle here and a hustle there New York city is the place where they said Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side I Said hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side - 간 주 중- Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets lookin' for soul food and a place to eat Went to the Apollo you should have seen him go go go They said, hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side I said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side all right, huh Jackie is just speeding away thought she was James Dean for a day Then I guess she had to crash valium would have helped that dash She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side I said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side and the coloured girls say Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo |
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from Lou Reed - Rock And Roll Diary (1980)
(White light) White light going messin' up my mind (White light) and don't you know, gonna make me go blind (White heat) Oh, white heat, it tickle me down to my toes (White light) ooohhh, have mercy, white light have it, goodness knows (White light) White light going messin' up my brain (White light) oh, white light it's gonna drive me insane (White heat) Oh, white heat, it tickle me down to my toes (White light) oh, white light, I said now, goodness knows do it (Ooohhh, ooohhh, white light) Oh, I surely do love watch that stuff shooting itself in (Ooohhh, ooohhh, white light) watch that side, watch that side don't you know, gonna be dead and bright (Ooohhh, ooohhh, white heat) Yeah, foxy mama, watch her walking down the street (Ooohhh, ooohhh, white light) come upside, your head gonna make a dead end on your street (White light) White light movin' me drain my brain (White light) white light gonna make me really go insane (White heat) Oh, white heat, it tickle me down to my toes (White light) oh, white light, I said now, goodness knows (White light) Oh, white light, it's lightin' up my eyes (White light) don't you know it fills me up with surprise (White heat) Oh, white heat, tickle me down to my toes (White light) oh, white light, I tell you now, goodness knows work at it (Ooohhh, ooohhh, white light) Ooooh, she surely do move speed (Ooohhh, ooohhh, white light) watch that speed freak, watch that speed freak everybody gonna make it every week (Ooohhh, ooohhh, white heat) Oh, sputter mutter, everybody gonna kill their mother (Ooohhh, ooohhh, white light) here she comes, here she comes everybody get it, make me run do it higher |
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Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true It's not hard to realize Just look into her false colored eyes She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks You're put down in her book You're number 37, have a look She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown Little boy, she's from the street Before you start, you're already beat She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks |
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from Lou Reed - Rock And Roll Diary (1980)
Somtimes I feel so happy
Somtimes I feel so sad Somtimes I feel so happy But mostly you just make me mad Baby you just make me mad Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes Tought of you as my moutaintop Thought of you as my peak Thought of you as everything I've had but could,t keep I've had but couldn't keep Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes If I could make the world as pure And strange as what I see I'd put you in the mirror I put in front of me I put in front of me Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes Skip a life completely Stuff it in a cup She said money is like us in time It lies but can't stand up Down for you is up Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes It was good what we did yesterday And I'd do it once again The fact that you are married Only proves you're my best friend But it's truly, truly a sin Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eye |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks, a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks, a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks, a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
The myriad choices of his fate
Set themselves out upon a plate For him to choose What had he to lose Not a ghost bloodied country All covered with sleep Where the black angel did weep Not an old city street in the east Gone to choose And wandering's brother Walked on through the night With his hair in his face On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T. The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn Until we said so long To his skull-shrill yell Shining brightly red-rimmed and Red-lined with the time Infused with the choice of the mind On ice skates scraping chunks From the bells Cut mouth bleeding razor's Forgetting the pain Antiseptic remains cool goodbye So you fly To the cozy brown snow of the east Gone to choose, choose again Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget Where you come from The stools of your eyes Serve to realize fame, choose again And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse For the loss of a horse Went the bowels and a tail of a rat Come again, choose to go And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame Have your head bobbed and weaved Choose a side to be on If the stone glances off Split didactics in two Leave the colors of the mouse trails Don't scream, try between If you choose, if you choose, try to lose For the loss of remain come and start Start the game I che che che che I Che che ka tak koh Choose to choose Choose to choose, choose to go |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
European Son
You killed your European son You spit on those under twenty-one But now your blue car's gone You better say so long Hey hey, bye bye bye You made your wallpapers green You want to make love to the scene Your European son is gone You'd better say so long Your clown's bid you goodbye |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
You killed your European son
You spit on those under twenty-one But now your blue car's gone You better say so long Hey hey, bye bye bye You made your wallpapers green You want to make love to the scene Your European son is gone You'd better say so long Your clown's bid you goodbye |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true It's not hard to realize Just look into her false colored eyes She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks You're put down in her book You're number 37, have a look She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown Little boy, she's from the street Before you start, you're already beat She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true It's not hard to realize Just look into her false colored eyes She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks You're put down in her book You're number 37, have a look She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown Little boy, she's from the street Before you start, you're already beat She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true It's not hard to realize Just look into her false colored eyes She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks You're put down in her book You're number 37, have a look She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown Little boy, she's from the street Before you start, you're already beat She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Heroin
I don't know just where I'm going But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can 'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man When I put a spike into my vein And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same When I'm rushing on my run And I feel just like Jesus' son And I guess that I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I have made the big decision I'm gonna try to nullify my life 'Cause when the blood begins to flow When it shoots up the dropper's neck When I'm closing in on death And you can't help me now, you guys And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk You can all go take a walk And I guess that I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I wish that I was born a thousand years ago I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas On a great big clipper ship Going from this land here to that In a sailor's suit and cap Away from the big city Where a man can not be free Of all of the evils of this town And of himself, and those around Oh, and I guess that I just don't know Oh, and I guess that I just don't know Heroin, be the death of me Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life Because a mainer to my vein Leads to a center in my head And then I'm better off and dead Because when the smack begins to flow I really don't care anymore About all the Jim-Jim's in this town And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds And everybody puttin' everybody else down And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds 'Cause when the smack begins to flow Then I really don't care anymore Ah, when the heroin is in my blood And that blood is in my head Then thank God that I'm as good as dead Then thank your God that I'm not aware And thank God that I just don't care And I guess I just don't know And I guess I just don't know |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can 'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man When I put a spike into my vein And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same When I'm rushing on my run And I feel just like Jesus' son And I guess that I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I have made the big decision I'm gonna try to nullify my life 'Cause when the blood begins to flow When it shoots up the dropper's neck When I'm closing in on death And you can't help me now, you guys And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk You can all go take a walk And I guess that I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I wish that I was born a thousand years ago I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas On a great big clipper ship Going from this land here to that In a sailor's suit and cap Away from the big city Where a man can not be free Of all of the evils of this town And of himself, and those around Oh, and I guess that I just don't know Oh, and I guess that I just don't know Heroin, be the death of me Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life Because a mainer to my vein Leads to a center in my head And then I'm better off and dead Because when the smack begins to flow I really don't care anymore About all the Jim-Jim's in this town And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds And everybody puttin' everybody else down And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds 'Cause when the smack begins to flow Then I really don't care anymore Ah, when the heroin is in my blood And that blood is in my head Then thank God that I'm as good as dead Then thank your God that I'm not aware And thank God that I just don't care And I guess I just don't know And I guess I just don't know |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
I'll be your mirror
Reflect what you are, in case you don't know I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset The light on your door to show that you're home When you think the night has seen your mind That inside you're twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands 'Cause I see you I find it hard to believe you don't know The beauty that you are But if you don't let me be your eyes A hand in your darkness, so you won't be afraid When you think the night has seen your mind That inside you're twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands 'Cause I see you I'll be your mirror |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
I'll be your mirror
Reflect what you are, in case you don't know I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset The light on your door to show that you're home When you think the night has seen your mind That inside you're twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands 'Cause I see you I find it hard to believe you don't know The beauty that you are But if you don't let me be your eyes A hand in your darkness, so you won't be afraid When you think the night has seen your mind That inside you're twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands 'Cause I see you I'll be your mirror |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
I'll be your mirror
Reflect what you are, in case you don't know I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset The light on your door to show that you're home When you think the night has seen your mind That inside you're twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands 'Cause I see you I find it hard to believe you don't know The beauty that you are But if you don't let me be your eyes A hand in your darkness, so you won't be afraid When you think the night has seen your mind That inside you're twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands 'Cause I see you I'll be your mirror |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, 125 Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive I'm waiting for my man Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown? Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around? Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine I'm waiting for my man Here he comes, he's all dressed in black Beat up shoes and a big straw hat He's never early, he's always late First thing you learn is you always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares He's got the works, gives you sweet taste Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste I'm waiting for my man Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time I'm waiting for my man |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
It was a pleasure then
Could you just be here again To know what there was to see When all the sunday people Where so quiet in the dark Afraid to be better the next day La la la ... It was a pleasure then When we could sit and stare again Until the stars feel through the cloudy trees Onto the grass Stars to smile with us Until they too had tears in their eyes Tell us this and tell of how much we must not agree It was a pleasure then To see the dieing days again In the horror of the night Never, never, never, never, never, lise Keep it secret For to hide somewhere at last As long as we could see The sky confessed this crime Of futile tasting hate romance Above our shattered minds It was a pleasure, it was a pleasure La la la ... |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Teenage Mary said to Uncle Dave
I sold my soul, must be saved Gonna take a walk down to Union Square You never know who you're gonna find there You gotta run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Marguerita Passion had to get her fix She wasn't well, she was getting sick Went to sell her soul, she wasn't high Didn't know, thinks she could buy it And she would run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Seasick Sarah had a golden nose Hobnail boots wrapped around her toes When she turned blue, all the angels screamed They didn't know, they couldn't make the scene She had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Beardless Harry, what a waste Couldn't even get a small-town taste Rode the trolleys down to forty-seven Figured he was good to get himself to heaven 'Cause he had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Run Run Run
Teenage Mary said to Uncle Dave I sold my soul, must be saved Gonna take a walk down to Union Square You never know who you're gonna find there You gotta run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Marguerita Passion had to get her fix She wasn't well, she was getting sick Went to sell her soul, she wasn't high Didn't know, thinks she could buy it And she would run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Seasick Sarah had a golden nose Hobnail boots wrapped around her toes When she turned blue, all the angels screamed They didn't know, they couldn't make the scene She had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do .. Beardless Harry, what a waste Couldn't even get a small-town taste Rode the trolleys down to forty-seven Figured he was good to get himself to heaven 'Cause he had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning It's just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning and I'm falling I've got a feeling I don't want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning It's just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning and I'm falling I've got a feeling I don't want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning It's just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning and I'm falling I've got a feeling I don't want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
The myriad choices of his fate
Set themselves out upon a plate For him to choose What had he to lose Not a ghost bloodied country All covered with sleep Where the black angel did weep Not an old city street in the east Gone to choose And wandering's brother Walked on through the night With his hair in his face On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T. The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn Until we said so long To his skull-shrill yell Shining brightly red-rimmed and Red-lined with the time Infused with the choice of the mind On ice skates scraping chunks From the bells Cut mouth bleeding razor's Forgetting the pain Antiseptic remains cool goodbye So you fly To the cozy brown snow of the east Gone to choose, choose again Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget Where you come from The stools of your eyes Serve to realize fame, choose again And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse For the loss of a horse Went the bowels and a tail of a rat Come again, choose to go And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame Have your head bobbed and weaved Choose a side to be on If the stone glances off Split didactics in two Leave the colors of the mouse trails Don't scream, try between If you choose, if you choose, try to lose For the loss of remain come and start Start the game I che che che che I Che che ka tak koh Choose to choose Choose to choose, choose to go |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
There she goes again
She's out on the streets again She's down on her knees, my friend But you know she'll never ask you please again Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes She won't take it from just any guy, what can you do You see her walkin' on down the street Look at all your friends she's gonna meet You better hit her There she goes again She's knocked out on her feet again She's down on her knees, my friend But you know she'll never ask you please again Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she would fly, what can you do You see her walkin' on down the street Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet You better hit her Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she will fly, fly, fly away See her walking on down the street Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet She's gonna bawl and shout She's gonna work it She's gonna work it out, bye bye Bye bye baby All right |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
There she goes again
She's out on the streets again She's down on her knees, my friend But you know she'll never ask you please again Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes She won't take it from just any guy, what can you do You see her walkin' on down the street Look at all your friends she's gonna meet You better hit her There she goes again She's knocked out on her feet again She's down on her knees, my friend But you know she'll never ask you please again Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she would fly, what can you do You see her walkin' on down the street Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet You better hit her Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she will fly, fly, fly away See her walking on down the street Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet She's gonna bawl and shout She's gonna work it She's gonna work it out, bye bye Bye bye baby All right |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Downy sins of streetlight fancies Chase the costumes she shall wear Ermine furs adorn the imperious Severin, Severin awaits you there I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather Shiny leather in the dark Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Severin, Severin, speak so slightly Severin, down on your bended knee Taste the whip, in love not given lightly Taste the whip, now plead for me I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Downy sins of streetlight fancies Chase the costumes she shall wear Ermine furs adorn the imperious Severin, Severin awaits you there I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather Shiny leather in the dark Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Severin, Severin, speak so slightly Severin, down on your bended knee Taste the whip, in love not given lightly Taste the whip, now plead for me I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart |
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from Lou Reed 1집 - Lou Reed (1972)
In Berlin, by the wall
you were five foot ten inches tall It was very nice candlelight and Dubonnet on ice We were in a small cafe you could hear the guitars play It was very nice it was paradise |
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from Lou Reed 1집 - Lou Reed (1972)
When I think of all the things I've done
and I know that it's only just begun Those smiling faces, you know I just can't forget 'em but I love you When I think of all the things I've seen and I know that it's only the beginning You know those smiling faces, I just can't forget 'em but for now, I love you Just for a little while oh baby, just to see you smile Just for a little while When I think of all the things I've done and I know that it's only just begun Oh, smiling faces, Jesus, you know I can't forget 'em But for now, I love you right this minute, baby now I love you at least for now, I love you |
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from Lou Reed 1집 - Lou Reed (1972)
Lisa says, on a night like this
It'd be so nice, if you gave me a great big kiss And lisa says, honey, for just one little smile I'll sing and play for you for the longest while Lisa says Lisa says Lisa says, oh, no Lisa says Lisa says, honey, you must think - - I'm some kind of california fool The way you treat me just like some kind of tool Lisa says, hey baby, if you stick your tongue in my ear Then the scene around here will become very clear Lisa says, oh no Lisa says, hey, don't you be a little baby Lisa says, oh, no Lisa says Hey, if you're looking for a good time charlie Well, that's not really what I am You know, some good time charlie Always out, having his fun But if you're looking for some good, good lovin' Then sit yourself right over here You know that those good, those good times They just seem to pass me by, just like pie in the sky And lisa says, on a night like this It'd be so nice if you gave me a great big kiss And lisa says, hey baby, for just one little smile I'll sing and play for you for the longest while Let me hear you now Lisa says, oh, no, no Lisa says, hey, don't you be a little baby Lisa says, oh, no Lisa says Why am I so shy Why am I so shy, gee, you know those Good good times, they just seem to pass me by Why am I so shy First time I saw you I was talking to myself I said, hey, you got such pretty, pretty eyes (that pretty eyes) Now that you're next to me I just get so upset And lisa, will you tell me, why am I so shy Why am I so shy Why am I so shy, well, you know that those Good, good times, they just seem to pass me by Why am I so shy And lisa says, on a night like this It'd be so nice if you gave me a great big kiss And lisa says, honey, for just one little smile I'll sing and play for you for the longest while Lisa says, oh, no, now Lisa says, hey don't you be a little baby Lisa says, oh, no Lisa says |
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from Lou Reed 1집 - Lou Reed (1972)
Life isn't what is seems, I'm forever drifting into dreams
Such a sad affair, to always be drifting into air But it's not what you say or you do That makes me feel like I am falling It's things that we've both been through That makes me feel like I am upside down And love makes you feel ten foot tall Yes, love makes you feel ten foot tall Just a funny thing, I'm forever drifting into dreams Just not the proper thing, to always be drifting into dreams But it's not what you say or you do That makes me feel like I am falling It's things that we've both been through That makes me feel like I am upside down And love makes you feel ten foot tall Yes, love makes you feel ten foot tall And it sounds like this |
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from Lou Reed 1집 - Lou Reed (1972)
Here comes the ocean
And the waves down by the sea Here comes the ocean And the waves where have they been Don't swim tonight my love, the sea is mad my love It's known to drive men crazy Malcolm has burned at sea, the castle it sits and reeks The madness can make you hazy But here come the waves Down by the shore Washing the rocks that have been here Centuries or more Down by the sea Here come the ocean And the waves down by the sea Here comes the ocean And the waves where have they been Castles glowing at night, towers above out fright Warlocks decapitating Malcolm he lives on hate, serve your brain on a plate Feasts on your mouth for dinner But here come the waves Down by the sea Washing the eyes of the men Who have died Down by the sea Here come the waves Here come the waves Here come the waves Here come the waves |
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from Lou Reed 1집 - Lou Reed (1972)
Looking for another chance
for someone else to be Looking for another place to ride into the sun Ride into the sun ride into the sun Ride into the sun ride into the sun Where - - everything seems so pretty but if you're tired and you're sick of the city Remember that it's just a flower made out of clay Oh-oh-oh, the city - - where everything seems so dirty but if you're tired and you're filled with self-pity Remember that you're just one more person who's there It's hard to live in the city It's hard to live in the city, oh, oh-oh It's hard to live in the city, oh, wow-wow It's hard to live in the city |
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from Lou Reed 1집 - Lou Reed (1972)
I was talkin' to Chuck in his Genghis Khan suit
And his wizard's hat He spoke of his movie and how he was makin' a new sound track And then we spoke of kids on the coast And different types of organic soap And the way suicides don't leave notes, Then we spoke of Loraine, always back to Lorraine I was speakin' to Bill who was given to pills and small racing cars He had given them up since his last crack-up had carried him too far Then we spoke of the movies and verse And the way an actress held her purse And the way life at times can get worse, Then we spoke of Loraine, always back to Lorraine Ah, she's a wild child, and nobody can get at her She's a wild child, oh, and nobody can get to her Sleepin' out on the street, oh, livin' all alone Without a house or a home and then she asked you, please, Hey, baby, can I have some spare change Oh, can I break your heart ? She's a wild child, she's a wild child I was talkin' to Betty about her auditions, how they made her ill But life in the theater, is certainly fraught With many spills and chills But she'd come down after some wine Which is what happens most of the time Then we sat and both spoke in rhymes Till we spoke of Loraine, ah, always back to Lorraine I was talking to Ed who'd been reported dead by mutual friends He thought it was funny that I had no money to spend on him So we both shared a piece of sweet cheese And sang of our lives and our dreams And how things can come apart at the seams And we talk of Lorraine, always back to Lorraine She's a wild child, oh, and nobody can get at her She's a wild child, oh, and nobody can get to her Sleepin' out on the street, oh, livin' all alone Without a house or a home and then she asked you, please, Oh, baby, can I have some spare change Now can I break your heart?" She's a wild child, she's a wild child |
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from Lou Reed - Berlin (1973)
In Berlin, by the wall
you were five foot ten inches tall It was very nice candlelight and Dubonnet on ice We were in a small cafe you could hear the guitars play It was very nice it was paradise |
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from Lou Reed - Berlin (1973)
Caroline says that I'm just a toy
she wants a man, not just a boy Oh, Caroline says, ooohhh, Caroline says Caroline says she can't help but be mean or cruel, or oh so it seems Oh, Caroline says, Caroline says She say she doesn't want a man who leans Still she is my Germanic - - Queen Yeah, she's my Queen The things she does, the things she says people shouldn't treat others that way But at first I thought I could take it all Just like poison in a vial hey, she was often very vile But of course, I thought I could take it all Caroline says that I'm not a man so she'll go get it catch as catch can Oh, Caroline says, yeah, Caroline says Caroline says moments in time can't continue to be only mine Oh, Caroline says, yeah, Caroline says She treats me like I am a fool But to me she's still a German - - Queen, ooohhh, she's my - - Queen, ya ... Queen, hey baby, she's my Queen (Queen) (Queen) (Queen) (Queen) ... |
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from Lou Reed - Berlin (1973)
How do you think it feels
when you're speeding and lonely, come here baby How do you think it feels when all you can say is if only If only I had a little if only I had some change, come here baby If only, if only, if only How do you think it feels and when do you think it stops How do you think it feels when you've been up for five days, come down here mama Hunting around always, ooohhh 'cause you're afraid of sleeping How do you think it feels to feel like a wolf and foxy How do you think it feels To always make love by proxy, huh how do you think it feels And when do you think it stops when do you think it stops |
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from Lou Reed - Berlin (1973)
When she walked on down the street She was like a child staring at her feet But when she passed the bar and she heard the music play She had to go in and sing it had to be that way She had to go in and sing it had to be that way And I said no, no, no oh, Lady Day And I said no, no, no oh, Lady Day After the applause had died down And the people drifted away She climbed down off the bar and went out the door To the hotel that she called home It had greenish walls a bathroom in the hall And I said no, no, no oh, Lady Day And I said no, no, no oh, Lady Day I said no, no, no oh, Lady Day And I said no, no, no oh, Lady Day And I said no, no, no oh, Lady Day I said no, no, no oh, Lady Day And I said no, no, no oh, Lady Day And I said no, no, no oh, Lady Day ... |
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from Lou Reed - Growing Up In Public (1980)
A son who is cursed with a harridan mother
Or a weak simpering father at best Is raised to play out the timeless classical motives Of filial love and incest How does he speak to a How does he speak to the prettiest girl How does he talk to her What does he say for an opening line What does he say if he's shy What do you do with your pragmatic passions With your classically neurotic style How do you deal with your vague self-comprehension's What do you do when you lie How do you speak to a How do you speak to the prettiest girl How do you speak to her How do you dance on the head of a pin When you're on the outside looking in How do you speak to a How do you speak to the prettiest girl How do you speak to a How do you speak to the prettiest girl How do you speak to a How do you speak to the prettiest girl How do you speak to a How do you speak to the prettiest girl How do you speak to a How do you speak to the prettiest girl How do you speak to a How do you speak to the prettiest girl You just say, hello, (hello) baby (hello) ... Baby, angel, how do you talk to the prettiest girl, you say Hello baby, hello baby, angel, angel, pretty little girl Angel, angel .... |
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from Lou Reed - Legendary Hearts (1983)
Betrayed by the one who says she loves you
by the one who says she needs you above all other men Betrayed by her fragile, vicious beauty her father did his duty and I lie down betrayed Justice taught her confidence her mother was like steel her cousins, they're all convicts she alone rose above that wheel But a motorcyclist no matter how good is slave to the oncoming truck and the poison of her father was her most pitiless luck Betrayed by the one who says she loves you by the one who says she needs you above all other men Betrayed by her fragile, vicious beauty her father did his duty and I lie down betrayed Three of us lie in this bed night of infamy one of us lies on our back her father's in her head And quick she turns and slaps my face and with her eyes open wide she screams I hate you, I hate you, I hate you but she's looking right past me Betrayed by the one who says she loves you by the one who says that she needs you above all other men Betrayed by her fragile, vicious beauty her father did his duty and I lie down betrayed And I lie down betrayed I lie down betrayed |
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from Lou Reed - Legendary Hearts (1983)
I'm cruising fast on a motorcycle
down this winding country road And I pass the gravel on the foot of the hill where last week I fell off There's still some oil by the old elm tree and a dead squirrel that I hit But if I hadn't left, I would have struck you dead so I took a ride instead Bottoming out bottoming out Bottoming out bottoming out My doctor says, she hopes I know how lucky I can be after all it wasn't my blood mixed in the dirt that night But this violent rage, turned inward can not be helped by drink And we must really examine this and I say I need another drink Bottoming out bottoming out Bottoming out bottoming out I'm tearing down Route 80 east the sun's on my right side I'm drunk, but my vision's good and I think of my child bride And on the left in shadows I see something that makes me laugh I aim that bike at the fat pothole beyond that underpass Bottoming out bottoming out Bottoming out bottoming out Bottoming out bottoming out Bottoming out bottoming out |
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from Lou Reed - Legendary Hearts (1983)
Christopher Columbus discovered America
found he had a cornucopia Gave love to the Indians, they gave it back a pow wow in the teepee is where it's at I want to dance with you I want to dance with you I want to dance with you I want to dance with you The Indian fought with his arrow and bow till General Custer lost to Sitting Bull Scalped all day and scalped all night give me fire water, gonna buy me a wife I want to dance with you I want to dance with you I want to dance with you I want to dance with you When your people first moved to our block our ancestors met with culture shock Two different monkeys from two different trees come on let's stop our fightin' and come dance with me Come on dance with me come on and dance with me 'Cause I really wanna dance with you I want to dance with you come on and dance with me |
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from White Nights (백야) [ost] (1985)
When I see the way you paint your lips and I smell your perfume when I see the brand new color that you've dyed your hair, too I know, you know, it's more than physical My love, my love, my love, love is chemical Well, I know the saying goes that all in love and war is fair but I've never stood a chance against your chemical war-fare The polish on your fingernails, mascara on your eyes the lotion you rub on a night to make sure your hands ain't dry My love, my love, my love, love is chemical My - ah - ah, love is chemical my - ah - ah, love is chemical I know, I know, it's more than physical, hey, baby My love, my love, my love, love is chemical Well, I hope that you don't take offenses it's not that you're not pretty it's only that I feel like I'm in love with test tube city I know, with you, I'm on the pinnacle come on, pinnacle, baby My love, my love, my love, love is chemical when I just talk .... physical ... My - ah - ah, love is chemical my - ah - ah, love is chemical I know, with you, it's more than physical watch ... just ... My love, my love, my love, love is chemical My, my love, oh, love is chemical my, my, my, love is chemical It's so much more than physical, honey it's much more than physical My love, my love, my love, love is chemical My, my, my, my love is chemical hey, baby, my-my-my, my love is chemical So much more than physical, honey, ... me my love is chemical I like the ..... my love is chemical So much more than physical .... |
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from Lou Reed - Mistrial (1986)
I was angry, I said things I shouldn't say
But please don't turn your back Sometimes I get so upset But I take it all back Please don't go, I know I was wrong Sometimes I don't know what comes over me But I try to remember Don't hurt a woman Don't hurt a woman I was angry, I said things I shouldn't say I must have lost control Sometimes something clicks in my head And I'm not myself anymore That wasn't me, you can't believe everything you see Let's make believe I never said a word And I'll try to remember Don't hurt a Woman Try to remember Don't hurt a Woman Try to remember Don't hurt a Woman I'll try to remember Don't hurt a Woman 'Cause I been lovin' you so long |
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from Lou Reed - Mistrial (1986)
I know you're disappointed in the way I handled things
You're thinking I misread the times and acted cowardly And since what I do affects us both And you feel that I let you down You're paying a price when there is no price to pay Lovers trust, no money down You're paying a price when there is no price to pay It's a lovers trust, no money down (Hey! lover) (Hey! lover) (lover) They say there's someone for everyone And for everyone a someone And some tattoo roses across their chests With a heart that says Rollo And some work without a Public Relations man And do their best work, baby, out of sight You're paying a price when there is no price to pay Lovers trust, no money down You're paying a price when there is no price to pay Lovers trust, no money down (Hey! lover) (Hey! lover) (lover) Now I have known a hero or two And they all learn to swim through mud And they all got boots caked with dirty soles That they get from Squashing bugs So when push comes to shove get the Harley revved up The moon can eclipse even the sun You're paying a price when there is no price to pay Lovers trust, no money down You're paying a price when there is no price to pay Lovers trust, no money down (Hey! lover) (Hey! lover) (lover) Lovers trust, No Money Down (Hey! lover) Yes, lovers trust, No Money Down (Hey! lover) Lovers trust, No Money Down (Hey! hey! lover) Lovers trust, No Money Down (Hey! hey! lover) (Hey! hey! lover) (Hey! hey! lover) ... |
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from Lou Reed - Mistrial (1986)
Outside the world's a mindless child, outside
Outside reflects the worst of styles, outside Inside when you're in my arms A mindless child is still to be born Inside, baby, when we come inside Outside the politics of greed, outside Outside misbehavior seethes, outside Mindless repression dominates the street While I kneel down and kiss your feet Inside, baby, when we come inside Outside Outside they don't think they breed, outside Outside emotion determines need, outside Outside the world's a mindless child That we could bring to life in your arms Inside, baby, when we come inside Outside the politics of hate an greed, outside Outside the world's a mindless child, outside But when I hold you in my arms It's a mindless child that you want Inside, no matter 'bout the world outside Inside, a baby's what you want inside |
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from Lou Reed - Mistrial (1986)
I was staring through a telescope at night at a large light in the sky Its spinning lights reminded me of you A star spinning in orbit lighting up the sky Or maybe it was not a star at all I was standing by the Hudson River's edge at night looking out across the Jersey shore At a neon light spelling out some cola's name And I thought your name should be dancing beamed from satellites Larger than any billboard in Times Square Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid I'm the one who loves you in each and every way Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid NYC lovers Tell it to your heart (Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid tell it to your heart) (Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid tell it to your heart) I'm on the roof, it's 5 a.m. I guess I couldn't sleep And I see this spinning light that I saw last week Maybe I should wake you up but by then it might be gone You never know what you see when if you look up in the sky I ran outside down a darkened street listening to my boot heels click My leather jacket squeaked I needed a cigarette When I turned the corner my spinning light was in the street They were filming a commercial on TV Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid we're no teenage movie that ends in tragedy Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid NYC Lovers Tell it to your heart tell it to your heart Tell it to your heart tell it to your heart (Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid tell it to your heart) (Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid tell it to your heart) (Tell it to your heart, please don't be afraid tell it to your heart) ... |
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from Velvet Underground - Another VIew (1986)
Rock and Roll
Jenny said when she was just five years old You know there's nothing happening at all Every time she puts on the radio There was nothing goin' down at all Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She couldn't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll Despite all the amputations You could just dance to a rock 'n' roll station Jenny said when she was just five years old My parents are gonna be the death of us all Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars-- Ain't gonna help us at all Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She don't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll Despite all the computations You could just dance to a rock 'n ' roll station And it was alright. |
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from Velvet Underground - Live With Lou Reed Vol.2 [live] (1988)
Heroin
I don't know just where I'm going But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can 'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man When I put a spike into my vein And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same When I'm rushing on my run And I feel just like Jesus' son And I guess that I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I have made the big decision I'm gonna try to nullify my life 'Cause when the blood begins to flow When it shoots up the dropper's neck When I'm closing in on death And you can't help me now, you guys And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk You can all go take a walk And I guess that I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I wish that I was born a thousand years ago I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas On a great big clipper ship Going from this land here to that In a sailor's suit and cap Away from the big city Where a man can not be free Of all of the evils of this town And of himself, and those around Oh, and I guess that I just don't know Oh, and I guess that I just don't know Heroin, be the death of me Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life Because a mainer to my vein Leads to a center in my head And then I'm better off and dead Because when the smack begins to flow I really don't care anymore About all the Jim-Jim's in this town And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds And everybody puttin' everybody else down And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds 'Cause when the smack begins to flow Then I really don't care anymore Ah, when the heroin is in my blood And that blood is in my head Then thank God that I'm as good as dead Then thank your God that I'm not aware And thank God that I just don't care And I guess I just don't know And I guess I just don't know |
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from Velvet Underground - Live With Lou Reed Vol.2 [live] (1988)
Before being a man
Livin' in a garbage pail My landlady call me up She tried to hit me with a mop I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more But if Shelly she would just come back It'll be allright But if Shelly she would just come back It'll be allright 간 주 중 I live with thirteen dead cats A purple who hear spats They're all livin in a hall And I can't stand it anymore I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more But if Shelly she would just come back It'll be allright But if Shelly she would just come back It'll be allright 간 주 중 Before being a man Livin' in a garbage pail My landlady call me up She tried to hit me with a mop I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more But if Shelly she would just come back It'll be allright But if Shelly she would just come back It'll be allright Be allright, be allright.... |
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from Velvet Underground - Live With Lou Reed Vol.2 [live] (1988)
I'll be your mirror
Reflect what you are, in case you don't know I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset The light on your door to show that you're home When you think the night has seen your mind That inside you're twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands 'Cause I see you I find it hard to believe you don't know The beauty that you are But if you don't let me be your eyes A hand in your darkness, so you won't be afraid When you think the night has seen your mind That inside you're twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands 'Cause I see you I'll be your mirror |
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from Velvet Underground - Live With Lou Reed Vol.2 [live] (1988)
The Ocean
(1969, Live version) Here comes the ocean and the waves Down by the shore Here comes the ocean and the waves Dawn by the sea birthes a hollow hair Part of a figure head It nearly drive me crazy I am a lazy son My death would get things done Mostly they ho-ho-ho But here comes the waves Down by the shore Washing the eye of the land That has been Down by the sea, down by the sea Down by the sea, down by the sea Here comes the ocean and the waves Down by the shore Here comes the ocean and the waves Dawn by the sea Insects are evil thoughts Fought off by selfish men It nearly drives me crazy I am a lazy son I never get things done Mostly they ho-ho-holler But here comes the waves Down by the shore Washing the eye of the land That has been Dawn by the sea, ... Here comes,... |
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from Velvet Underground - Live With Lou Reed Vol.2 [live] (1988)
Here I go again
just gonna play it like a fool again Here I go again Over you Over you I’m just like a bell again you know, I’m starting to ring again Here I go again Over you Over you Typically, when I had it treated it like dirt Now, naturally, when I don’t have it I am chasing less and less rainbows ... Here we go again I guess, I’m like a fool again Here I go again Over you Over you Over you Over you |
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from Velvet Underground - Live With Lou Reed Vol.2 [live] (1988)
Sometimes I feel so happy
Sometimes I feel so sad Sometimes I feel so happy But mostly you just make me mad Baby you just make me mad Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes Thought of you as my mountaintop Thought of you as my peak Thought of you as everything I’ve had but couldn’t keep I’ve had but couldn’t keep Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes If I could make the world as pure And strange as what I see I’d put you in the mirror I put in front of me I put in front of me Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes Skip a life completely Stuff it in a cup She said money is like us in time It lies but can’t stand up Down for you is up Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes It was good what we did yesterday And I’d do it once again The fact that you are married Only proves you’re my best friend But it’s truly, truly a sin Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes |
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from Velvet Underground - Live With Lou Reed Vol.2 [live] (1988)
Some kinds of love
Marguerita told Tom Between thought and expression lies a lifetime Situations arise because of the weather and no kinds of love are better than others Some kinds of love Margueirta told Tom like a dirty French novel the absured courts the vulgar and some kinds of love the possibilites are endless and for me to miss one would seem to be groundless I head what you said Margueritat told Tom And of course you're a bore But at that you're not charmless for a bore is a straight line that finds a wealth in division and some kinds of love are mistaken for vision Put jelly on your shoulder Let us do what you fear most That from which you recoil but which still makes your eyes moist Put jelly on your shoulder lie down upon the carpet between thought and expression let us now kiss the culprit I don't know just what it's all about Put on your red pajamas and find out. |
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from Lou Reed - New York (1989)
It might be fun to have a kid that I could kick around
a little me to fill up with my thoughts A little me or he or she to fill up with my dreams a way of saying life is not a loss I'd keep the tyke away from school and tutor him myself keep him from the poison of the crowd But then again pristine isolation might not be the best idea it's not good trying to immortalize yourself Beginning of a great adventure Beginning of a great adventure Why stop at one, I might have ten, a regular TV brood I'd breed a little liberal army in the wood Just like these redneck lunatics I see at the local bar with their tribe of mutant inbred piglets with cloven hooves I'd teach 'em how to plant a bomb, start a fire, play guitar and if they catch a hunter, shoot him in the nuts I'd try to be as progressive as I could possibly be as long as I don't have to try too much Beginning of a great adventure Beginning of a great adventure Susie, Jesus, Bogart, Sam, Leslie, Jill and Jeff Rita, Winny, Andy, Fran and Jet Boris, Bono, Lucy, Ethel, Bunny, Reg and Tom that's a lot of names to try not to forget Carrie, Marlon, Mo and Steve, La Rue and Jerry Lee Eggplant, Rufus, Dummy, Star and The Glob I'd need a damn computer to keep track of all these names I hope this baby thing don't go too far I hope it's true what my wife said to me I hope it's true what my wife said to me, hey I hope it's true what my wife said to me She says, "Baby, it's the beginning of a great adventure" "Babe, beginning of a great adventure" take a look It might be fun to have a kid that I could kick around create in my own image like a god I'd raise my own pallbearers to carry me to my grave and keep me company when I'm a wizened toothless clod Some gibbering old fool sitting all alone drooling on his shirt some senile old fart playing in the dirt It might be fun to have a kid I could pass something on to something better than rage, pain, anger and hurt I hope it's true what my wife said to me I hope it's true what my wife said to me I hope it's true what my wife said to me She says, "Lou, it's the beginning of a great adventure" "Lou, Lou, Lou, beginning of a great adventure" She says, "babe, how you call your lover boy" "Sylvia, quite you call your lover man" |
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from Lou Reed - New York (1989)
You can't depend on your family
You can't depend on your friends You can't depend on a beginning You can't depend on an end You can't depend on intelligence Ooohhh, you can't depend on a god You can only depend on one thing You need a Busload of Faith to get by, watch, baby Busload of Faith to get by You need a Busload of Faith to get by You can depend on the worst always happening You can depend on a murderer's drive You can bet that if he rapes somebody There'll be no problem having a child And you can bet that if she aborts it Pro-Lifers will attack her with rage You can depend on the worst always happening You need a Busload of Faith to get by, yeah Busload of Faith to get by Busload of Faith to get by, babe Busload of Faith to get by You can't depend on the goodly hearted The goodly hearted made lampshades and soap You can't depend on the Sacrament No Father, no Holy Ghost You can't depend on any churches Unless there's a real estate you want to buy You can't depend on a lot of things You need a Busload of Faith to get by, wow Busload of Faith to get by You can't depend on no miracle You can't depend on the air You can't depend on a wise man You can't find them because they're not there You can depend on cruelty Crudity of thought and sound You can depend on the worst always happening You need a Busload of Faith to get by, ha Busload of Faith to get by |
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from Lou Reed - New York (1989)
He was lying banged and battered, skewered and bleeding
talking crippled on the Cross Was his mind reeling and heaving hallucinating fleeing what a loss The things he hadn't touched or kissed his senses slowly stripped away Not like Buddha not like Vishnu life wouldn't rise through him again I find it easy to believe that he might question his beliefs The beginning of the Last Temptation Dime Story Mystery The duality of nature, Godly nature, human nature splits the soul Fully human, fully divine and divided the great immortal soul Split into pieces, whirling pieces, opposites attract From the front, the side, the back the mind itself attacks I know the feeling, I know it from before descartes through Hegel belief is never sure Dime Store Mystery, Last Temptation I was sitting drumming thinking thumping pondering the Mysteries of Life Outside the city shrieking screaming whispering the Mysteries of Life There's a funeral tomorrow at St. Patrick's the bells will ring for you Ah, what must you have been thinking when you realized the time had come for you I wish I hadn't thrown away my time on so much Human and so much less Divine The end of the Last Temptation The end of a Dime Store Mystery |
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from Lou Reed - New York (1989)
Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel
he looks out a window without glass The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet his father beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg He's got 9 brothers and sisters they're brought up on their knees it's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thighs Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man but that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard He's going to end up, on the dirty boulevard he's going out, to the dirty boulevard He's going down, to the dirty boulevard This room cost 2,000 dollars a month you can believe it man it's true somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pants No one here dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything they dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard Give me your hungry, your tired your poor I'll piss on 'em that's what the Statue of Bigotry says Your poor huddled masses, let's club 'em to death and get it over with and just dump 'em on the boulevard Get to end up, on the dirty boulevard going out, to the dirty boulevard He's going down, on the dirty boulevard going out Outside it's a bright night there's an opera at Lincoln Center movie stars arrive by limousine The klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan but the lights are out on the Mean Streets A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel he's selling plastic roses for a buck The traffic's backed up to 39th street the TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming he's found a book on magic in a garbage can He looks at the pictures and stares at the cracked ceiling 'At the count of 3' he says, 'I hope I can disappear' And fly fly away, from this dirty boulevard I want to fly, from dirty boulevard I want to fly, from dirty boulevard I want to fly-fly-fly-fly, from dirty boulevard I want to fly away I want to fly Fly, fly away I want to fly Fly-fly away (Fly a-) fly-fly-fly (-way, ooohhh...) Fly-fly away (I want to fly-fly away) fly away (I want to fly, wow-woh, no, fly away) |
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The bias of the father runs on through the son
And leaves him bothered and bewildered The drugs in his veins only cause him to spit At the face staring back in the mirror How can he tell a good act from the bad He can't even remember his name How can he do what needs to be done When he's a follower not a leader The sickness of the mother runs on through the girl Leaving her small and helpless Liquor files through her brain with the force of a gun Leaving her running in circles How can she tell a good act from the bad When she's flat on her back in her room How can she do what needs to be done When she's a coward and a bleeder The man if he marries will batter his child And have endless excuses The woman sadly will do much the same Thinking that it's right and it's proper Better than their mommy or their daddy did Better than the childhood they suffered The truth is they're happier when they're in pain In fact, that's why they got married |
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from Lou Reed - New York (1989)
Good evening Mr.Waldheim and Pontiff how are you? you have so much in common in the things you do And here comes Jesse Jackson he talks of Common Ground does that Common Ground include me or is it just a sound A sound that shakes oh Jesse, you must watch the sounds you make A sound that quakes there are fears that still reverberate Jesse you say Common Ground does that include the PLO? what about people right here right now who fought for you not so long ago? The words that flow so freely falling dancing from your lips I hope that you don't cheapen them with a racist slip Oh Common Ground is Common Ground a word or just a sound Common Ground remember those civil rights workers buried in the ground If I ran for President and once was a member of the Klan wouldn't you call me on it the way I call you on Farrakhan And Pontiff, pretty Pontiff can anyone shake your hand ? or is it just that you like uniforms and someone kissing your hand Or is it true the Common Ground for me includes you too Oh, oh, is it true the Common Ground for me includes you too Good evening Mr.Waldheim pontiff how are you as you both stroll through the woods at night I'm thinking thoughts of you And Jesse you're inside my thoughts as the rhythmic words subside my Common Ground invites you in or do you prefer to wait outside Or is it true the Common Ground for me is without you Or is it true the Common Ground for me is without you Oh is it true there's no Ground Common enough for me and you |
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from Lou Reed - New York (1989)
There's a down town fairy singing out "Proud Mary"
as she cruises Christopher Street And some Southern Queen is acting loud and mean where the docks and the Badlands meet This Halloween is something to be sure Especially to be here without you There's a Greta Garbo and an Alfred Hitchcock and some black Jamaican stud There's five Cinderellas and some leather drags I almost fell into my mug There's a Crawford, Davis and a tacky Cary Grant And some Homeboys lookin' ' for trouble down here from the Bronx But there ain't no Hairy and no Virgin Mary you won't hear those voices again And Johnny Rio and Rotten Rita you'll never see those faces again This Halloween is something to be sure Especially to be here without you There's the Born Again Losers and the Lavender Boozers and some crack team from Washington Heights The boys from Avenue B and the girls from Avenue D a Tinkerbell in tights This celebration somehow get me down Especially when I see you're not around There's no Peter Pedantic saying things romantic in Latin, Greek or Spic There's no Three bananas or Brandy Alexander dishing all their tricks It's a different feeling that I have today Especially when I know you've gone away There's a girl from Soho with a teeshirt saying "I Blow" she's with the "jive five 2 plus 3" And the girls for pay dates are giving cut rates or else doing it for free The past keeps knock, knock, knocking on my door And I don't want to hear it anymore No consolations please for feelin' funky I got to get my head above my knees But it makes me mad and mad makes me sad and then I start to freeze In the back of my mind I was afraid it might be true In the back of my mind I was afraid that they meant you The Halloween Parade At the Halloween parade At the Halloween parade See you next year, at the Halloween parade |
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from Lou Reed - New York (1989)
There's blacks with knives and whites with clubs
fighting in Howard Beach There's no such thing as human rights when you walk the N.Y.streets A cop was shot in the head by a 10 years old kid named Buddah in Central Park last week The fathers and daughters are lined up by the coffins by the Statue of Bigotry, hey You better hold on something's happening here You better hold on well I meet you in Tompkins Square The dopers sent a message to the cops last weekend they shot him in the car where he sat And Eleanor Bumpers and Michael Stewart must have appreciated that There's a rampaging rage rising up like a plague of bloody vials washing up on the beach It'll take more than the Angels or Iron Mike Tyson to heal this bloody breach, hey, hey You better hold on something's happening here You better hold on I'm gonna meet you in Tompkins Square A junkie ran down a lady a pregnant dancer she'll never dance but the baby was saved He shot up some China White and nodded out at the wheel and he doesn't remember a thing They shot that old lady 'cause they thought she was a witness to a crime she didn't even see Whose home is the home of the brave by the Statue of Bigotry, hey You better hold on something's happening here You better hold on meet you in Tompkins Square You got a black .38 and a gravity knife you still have to ride the train There's the smelly essence of N.Y. down there but you ain't no Bernard Goetz, ah There's no Mafia lawyer to fight in your corner for that 15 minutes of fame The have and the have nots are bleeding in the tub that's New York's future not mine, oh You better hold on something's happening here You better hold on you better, something's happening here Hold on, ooohhh, babe |
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from Lou Reed - New York (1989)
They say he didn't have an enemy
his was a greatness to behold He was the last surviving progeny the last one on this side of the world He measured a half mile from tip to tail silver and black with powerful fins They say he could split a mountain in two that's how we got the Grand Canyon Last great American whale last great American whale Last great American whale last great American whale Some say they saw him at the Great Lakes some say they saw him off of Florida My mother said she saw him in Chinatown but you can't always trust your mother Off the Carolinas the sun shines brightly in the day the lighthouse glows ghostly there at night The chief of a local tribe had killed a racist mayor's son and he'd been on death row since 1958 The mayor's kid was a rowdy pig spit on Indians and lots worse The old chief buried a hatchet in his head life compared to death for him seemed worse The tribal brothers gathered in the lighthouse to sing and tried to conjure up a storm or rain The harbor parted, the great whale sprang full up and caused a hugh tidal wave The wave crushed the jail and freed the chief the tribe let out a roar The whites were drowned, the browns and reds set free but sadly one thing more Some local yokel member of the NRA kept a bazooka in his living room And thinking he had the chief in his sight blew the whale's brains out with a lead harpoon Last great American whale last great American whale Last great American whale last great American whale Well Americans don't care for much of anything land and water the least And animal life is low on the totem pole with human life not worth more than infected yeast Americans don't care too much for beauty they'll shit in a river, dump battery acid in a stream They'll watch dead rats wash up on the beach and complain if they can't swim They say things are done for the majority don't believe half of what you see and none of what you hear It's like what my painter friend Donald said to me "Stick a fork in their ass and turn them over, they're done" |
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from Lou Reed - New York (1989)
Caught between the twisted stars
the plotted lines the faulty map that brought Columbus to New York Betwixt between the East and West he calls on her wearing a leather vest the earth squeals and shudders to a halt A diamond crucifix in his ear is used to help ward off the fear that he has left his soul in someone's rented car Inside his pants he hides a mop to clean the mess that he has dropped into the life of lithesome Juliette Bell And Romeo wanted Juliette and Juliette wanted Romeo And Romeo wanted Juliette and Juliette wanted Romeo Romeo Rodriguez squares his shoulders and curses Jesus runs a comb through his black pony-tail He's thinking of his lonely room the sink that by his bed gives off a stink then smells her perfume in his eyes And her voice was like a bell Outside the street were steaming the crack dealers were dreaming of an Uzi someone had just scored I betcha I could hit that light with my one good arm behind my back says little Joey Diaz Brother give me another tote those downtown hoods are no damn good those Italians need a lesson to be taught This cop who died in Harlem you think they'd get the warnin' I was dancing when his brains run out on the street And Romeo had Juliette and Juliette had her Romeo And Romeo had Juliette and Juliette had her Romeo I'll take Manhattan in a garbage bag with Latin written on it that says "it's hard to give a shit these days" Manhattan's sinking like a rock into the filthy Hudson what a shock they wrote a book about it they said it was like ancient Rome The perfume burned his eyes holding tightly to her thighs And something flickered for a minute and then it vanished and was gone |
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Trackback from :: 자기만의 방 :: 2008-03-17 09:14:35
Subject : 뮤지스탤지아에서 들어본 - Lou Reed(Walk on the wild side)
